Chapter 1 Fire In The Hotel (2/2)
As a proud man, he would never save dignity for anyone. That woman dressed simply and behaved rudely. Mr. Darren just wanted to change another taste, which made Rose jealous.
”Just a passer-by.” Said Darren flatly.
In fact, he just found it interesting to see such a woman who could get him angry.
He was not a kind person, and he liked to say some sweet words to others when they were unhappy, and then depressed them. Human nature was funny, which made his game more interested.
After a long journey, Amanda was sleepy. She took a quick wash and went to bed directly.
In the middle of the night, she found it difficult to breathe. She panted heavily and her nostrils were burning. She opened her eyes and saw the room turned orange. The white mist filled the room and the noises outside were loud and chaotic.
”What was going on?” Amanda took the cup on the table, soaked the pillow towel into the cup and covered her nose.
When she ran outside, smoke was rising. A man fell on the ground in the corridor.
”Hey, wake up. Are you okay? It's on fire. Get out of here quickly.” Amanda tried to pull the man up, but she couldn't, because his body was extremely heavy. With her mighty force, she tried to drag the man's body. The elevator was red, and she could only take the stairs.
She endured the pain of the snort, and her eyes were red from the smoke. When she finally reached a place without smoke, she sighed in relief, and her throat was dry.
But soon she got confused. 'If the fire is on, why is the whole building so quiet? Is the smoke alarm off?' She noticed that the thick fog was going to spread, so she dragged the man downstairs at once. However, her hand slipped and the man fell down, knocking the wall hard downstairs.
Amanda was startled. Then she took a look and it turned out that the man was a dummy, inflatable doll, which was filled with something inside.
A fake person in the corridor? It was totally a trick.
When she saw the thick fog, Amanda immediately ran downstairs. She ran down the building in one breath as soon as she came out. Someone pressed the timer at the exit of the staircase and said to the person next to him, ”twenty six minutes and thirty seconds.”
Darren leisurely moved from the VIP room to the sofa in the hall, with a glass of red wine in his hand, swayed it and said, ”a minute later than expected, but your strength is pretty good.”
”What are you doing?” Amanda was sitting on the soft floor disgracefully, her legs trembling out of tiredness. She pointed at Darren and gasped, ”what are you doing? You want me to stay just to fool with me like this? Is it fun to set fire? ”
”Of course,” said Darren flatly. It seemed that her half dead look pleased him. He took a sip of the wine and stood up. ”Finally, the price is back. Let's go to other places.”
Looking sympathetically at Amanda, Rose said, ”Mr. Darren, she's so pitiful. We went too far just now.”
”Don't be so kind to her. All right, give her ten thousand. That's her hard work.” He pinched Rose's face and turned away.
”What's wrong with the dummy?” Amanda stood up and asked, ”It's midnight. Why did you release a fake person to deceive me in the corridor?”